The Sorrow of Silence [Mirio Togata X Reader]

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I should rewatch and read all of MHA...

I'll get there, eventually.

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2nd POV:

Tamaki had rushed to the restroom the second you were called by someone, who knows by who but he would forever be thankful and indebted to that person for allowing him an opportunity to escape. He had never been more terrified by anyone in his entire life, and he had met many scary people but never had any of them given him such a fright the way you did. He was now staring at his trembling form through the mirror, just now noticing the flood of tears pouring from his eyes and the broken sobs slipping past his quivering lips. He sank to his knees onto the floor, his hands still gripping the sink as he tried to calm his hyperventilation. It took a long while, but he was finally able to breathe and think properly as he slowly stood back up on his feet and began rinsing his face, hoping to wash away any evidence of what had just happened. He took a couple more minutes to gather himself and enough courage to leave the restroom, incredibly wary of his surroundings, not trying to make the same mistake of running into you again. At this rate, he was at a loss of what to do now, the whole situation was getting out of control and at the given moment, he was suddenly starting to think that involving an adult would be better than handling it on his own.

"Yeah, that might be a better idea." He mumbled to himself, something he would often do out of comfort, especially before and after a panic attack. It helped him feel as if he always had someone with him to comfort him no matter where he was. He continued to whisper words of comfort to himself for a couple more minutes before standing up straight to stare at himself in the mirror a while longer and quickly shuffled out of the bathroom. He poked his head out, checking the whole area several times before being satisfied enough with the empty hallways to leave the safety of the bathroom. Despite being somewhat satisfied with not seeing absolutely anyone around, he was beyond paranoid, constantly looking over his shoulders, his heart beating faster at anything that remotely sounded like footsteps, and always stopping at each corner to make sure no one was around the other side. Even after getting back to class safely, the fear pounding in his chest never once calmed down and he felt like the hammering of his heart was going to burst out of his chest at any given second.

The only reason he was able to keep himself grounded was because of a couple of students conversing with each other as they waited patiently for lunch to end and for class to start. He wobbled to his desk and let himself flop onto his chair, letting out the most exasperated sigh as he laid his forehead against the coolness of the wood of his desk. What do I do now? He wanted to cry some more but was too mentally tired to do so and instead settled on just trying to sleep it away. Even if he would only get a couple of minutes of shut-eye. Just as he suspected, he was only able to close his eye for a couple of minutes before Nejire practically jumped him, giving him a heart attack. He had let out the most high-pitched scream anyone has ever heard from him, causing the few students already in class to jump in place and look straight at him. Meanwhile, Nejire has the biggest put as she stares at Tamaki, who is doing his utmost best to calm himself and regulate his heartbeat once again. "You left me!" Tamaki wasn't one to get mad at all, he was a very patient man (also hates the confrontation that comes with the anger) but Nejire's words seemed to have set off the demons he did not know he had off.

"No! You left me!" He had tears welling up on the bottom lid of his eyes, spilling once they couldn't hold anymore. Seeing how emotional and shaken up Tamaki was getting, Nejire calmed herself down and mumbled a soft apology while grabbing his hand and gently leading him out of class to save him from any more embarrassment. Once they were outside, away from any prying ears, and Tamaki finally stopped sobbing, Nejire let go of his hand so that she could pull him into a hug. She frowned and sighed shakily, holding back her tears to keep herself from making it about her, she knew she was in the wrong this time and that reason alone made her wanna cry. "I'm sorry." Tamaki was breathing rather shakily but he didn't shy away from touch but rather embraced the comforting warmth her hold on him provided. Nejire waited patiently, holding him tightly until he finally decided that her touch was starting to overwhelm and he pulled away out of his own volition. "S-sorry. I g-got a...I went a little ov...over the top." Nejire quickly wiped away her tears before grinning widely at him. "It's okay! It was my fault anyways." Tamaki looked at her rather shyly before dropping his gaze back to their usual spot on his shoes. "By the way..." Tamaki brings his gaze back to her face, giving her his full attention and letting her continue what she's trying to tell him. "What's our next plan? How do we catch her? I'm definitely all in this time."

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1st POV:

I don't know when but I've begun to notice how excruciatingly bright the lights are and how much I have begun to abhor it. The smell of anesthesia never really leaves the barrier of my nose and I was always feeling some type of sick. Somedays I'm nauseous, other days I have migraines for days, on the worst days, I run a fever so high that I become so incredibly delirious that I start seeing a whole other person right next to me. If I were to describe the person, it would practically be another me. "How long have you been tied up on this...gurney?" I coughed, the tinge of iron reaching my tastebuds as I let my head loll to the side so that I could look at her properly, or as much as my blurry vision would allow me. "I stopped counting a long time ago."  She smiled, or at least what seemed like a semblance of a smile, I cough again as she leans closer to me. "You look so...pathetic." I could only blink slowly her way as she hummed in wonder to herself, looking and gawking at me. "When was the last time you felt pain?" I let my eyes wander on her at what seemed to be glitching in-place figure. "Can't remember." She then let out the most painstakingly irritated sigh as reached to touch my face, where her skin met mine and where she had just dragged her fingers, it made my skin tingle and crawl.

She didn't have a comforting touch, it in fact made me feel even more pathetic than what I already felt. "You're such an idiot, if it were me...I would have never let that creep even lay a finger on a single strand of my hair." This time I was the one to sigh at her irritating words, if I had the strength and if I wasn't restrained, I would have slapped her. "Is that right?" I can tell that she was finding my responses rather amusing but I was too mentally and emotionally exhausted to be angry about it. "I can beat the shit out of him." I roll my head back up, closing my eyes to avoid a headache caused by the bright lights and I was also kind of hoping to drown out this other me. "I'm not lying you know. If you really want me to, I can get us out of here." Even if all my muscles and bones were screaming at me, I immediately turn to face her, opening my eyes and most likely sparkling with hope. "You can?" I've said it before, she doesn't have a very comforting aura, her wide grin looked so sinister that I could feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. "But of course!" I looked at her expectantly, hopeful and hanging on to every word that spilled out of her mouth as she spoke once more.

"Just let me take control."

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I hope this isn't going too fast.

Please let me know if it is.

Any and all criticism is welcomed.

Thank you again for all your patience!!!

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